Tag: life
Do you remember the year?
Well John and Mitchy were getting kind of itchy, cause it was kind of a drag to not be groovin’ on a Sunday afternoon. So I said we’re going to San Francisco and I don’t care how much money I gotta spend, so we can fly. Here, the hometown looks the same but, you’re gonna meet some gentle people there and the rows of houses are all the same and nobody seems to care. Nothing is real and there’s nothing to get hung about. So there’s not a trace of doubt in my mind that when logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead, you can either stand in the pouring rain or hide behind rainbow’s wall.
Now, it was on the third of June, another sleepy, dusty delta day you asked me if there’ll come a time that we’ll go riding along on a carousel. I thought you looked too good to be true. You told me, “I aint never loved a man.”
But baby, I need your lovin’ and I know what you want…baby, I got it.
So let’s spend the night together and don’t worry ‘bout tomorrow. Then, all over the world you can hear the sound of lovers in love.
That’s when we skipped the light fandango because we both knew that all you need is Love.
They Sold Your Soul
They Sold Your Soul
There is a place that exists
Between Hell and Heaven
And we’re doing a tightrope balancing act
On the center rail of humanity
America I pledge allegiance but I can’t tell anymore which country you are
I’ve asked the questions but never get a straight answer
There are times when I can feel the sun shining on my back
But it quickly fades back to hate and blame
When did life get so damned hard
When did the answers to the questions become more questions
When did the light at the end of the tunnel
Turn out to be a street lamp on the corner of Lies and Mistrust
They all run around screaming silence at each other
Each one wanting to know why the other can’t understand the lie
When it’s as plain as the pimple in the ass crack of their insanity
It itches but they won’t scratch it for fear we’ll smell the shit on their hands
So somebody please tell me where did the innocent children go
I know they were here just a few minutes ago
I heard them laughing and playing out on the lawn
But when I turned back to look they were suddenly gone
They’re in the bathroom with a razor slash across their wrists
Because they know the big white house on top of the hill
Is just a meeting place for the worlds auctioneers
And what is for sale and who is in line to buy it
Jerry Brotherton 